Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Kazakhstan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing CMW to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brick,
The Motions,
Vainqueur,
The Fortunes,
Soul II Soul,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Minor Threat,
Flamin' Groovies,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Neu!,
MC5,
Severed Heads,
EPMD,
Johnny Clarke,
Niagra,
Wings,
Scratch Acid,
Radiohead,
Funkadelic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Television,
Hardrive,
Toni Rubio,
Traffic Nightmare,
One Last Wish,
The Count Five,
Mandrill,
Make Up,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Qualms,
Kenny Larkin,
Procol Harum,
The Gap Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nas,
Country Teasers,
Pylon,
Robert Görl,
Tom Boy,
Juan Atkins,
Excepter,
Dave Gahan,
John Cale,
The Raincoats,
Gichy Dan,
Derrick May,
Scientists,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Harpers Bizarre,
Depeche Mode,
Aural Exciters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
KRS-One,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.